Chapter 392 Demon Fall
While Zhou Yuanming was speaking, Xu Zhenfeng came to Lang Ning again and asked her with his eyes if there was anything wrong.
After Lang Ning shook his head while holding the Huangjing doll, he glanced at the human monks who surrounded them with an angry look on his face.
Manager Zhao controlled Zhou Yuanming, and his followers did not dare to act rashly.
They just surrounded Xiong Da and kept yelling and cursing.
Xu Zhenfeng walked straight to Zhou Yuanming and just happened to hear him continue, "I am taking this demon as my concubine today. Is it your turn, Mr. Zhao, to meddle in my business? My Great Shu Royal Family..."
Before he could finish his words, Xu Zhenfeng had already raised his foot and kicked Zhou Yuanming hard in the chest.
The kick kicked Zhou Yuanming into the main house, and then broke through the wall behind the main house. He continued to fly out, broke through the wall of the backyard, and fell into the pond behind the mansion.
At the same time Zhou Yuanming fell into the pond, Xu Zhenfeng also flashed to the edge of the pond.
Zhou Yuanming's following monks were shocked and ran towards the pond to rescue.
Some started cursing at Xu Zhenfeng.
When Huang Jingwawa heard someone scolding his own father, he immediately started scolding back.
His childish voice actually drowned out those monks who were cursing.
Manager Zhao was afraid that Xu Zhenfeng would kill Zhou Yuanming, so he appeared next to Xu Zhenfeng in a flash.
The monsters also rushed over, followed by Zhou Yuanming's followers.
Some of these followers flew into the pond and tried to pull Zhou Yuanming up.
Some took out weapons or magical instruments to surround the monsters again.
At this moment, Zhou Yuanming, who fell into the pond, roared angrily in the pond, and his whole body flew out of the pond towards Xu Zhenfeng.
His whole body was wet, and he was holding a flying sword in his hand, but he had not yet flown to Xu Zhenfeng.
The flying sword had already flown out of his hand and flew towards Xu Zhenfeng's head before him.
Xu Zhenfeng turned his head to avoid the sword, knowing that the flying sword would fly back at him.
He didn't care about the flying sword that was already spinning behind him. He raised his fist high and punched Zhou Yuanming hard in the face as he flew towards him.
Obviously his punch was not very fast. Zhou Yuanming was also going to hit Xu Zhenfeng's head with both fists, but Xu Zhenfeng got there first.
When Zhou Yuanming's fists were still about a foot away from Xu Zhenfeng's head, Xu Zhenfeng's fists had already hit his face.
With a bang, Zhou Yuanming's body suddenly flew to the side. After flying for more than ten feet, it landed on the shore of the pond.
At this time, his flying sword also flew back. Xu Zhenfeng turned around, moved his body, and grabbed the hilt of the flying sword.
Zhou Yuanming was hit so hard by the punch that he felt dizzy and couldn't stand up for a while.
At that moment, he could not help but become even more angry and loudly ordered the monks: "Kill him for me."
All of his following monks immediately raised their weapons and magical instruments and attacked Xu Zhenfeng.
Xiong Da and the others also rushed towards those monks.
When Huangjingwawa saw that the situation was not right, he immediately somersaulted to the ground.
Lang Ning, wearing a bride's dress, also joined the battle.
Manager Zhao shouted loudly for both sides to stop, but at this time, both sides' eyes were red.
No one listened to him.
Zhou Yuanming calmed down and saw that his flying sword had fallen into Xu Zhenfeng's hands.
He grinned twice and touched the ring on the finger of one hand with his other hand.
Then a blood-red long knife appeared in his hand.
This long sword is very strange. It is narrower and longer than the ordinary sword. The whole sword is blood red. I don’t know how many lives it has killed.
When the long knife appeared, the air around the entire pond seemed to condense a little.
Xu Zhenfeng knew that as long as the magic weapon looked extraordinary, its power must be extraordinary.
When Manager Zhao saw the long sword in Zhou Yuanming's hand, his face changed.
He recognized the blood-red sword. It was the demon-killing sword that had been passed down in the royal family of Great Shu for countless generations. It was called Yaoyun.
This Yaoyun sword has been in the hands of several generations of heavenly-level cultivators from the royal family of the Great Shu Kingdom, and has killed countless powerful monsters from the demon clan.
After being nurtured by countless generations of heavenly-level cultivators, it is no longer a magic weapon but a magic treasure.
The difference between magic tools and magic treasures is huge.
The magic weapon needs the master's mental command to work and harm the enemy.
But the magic weapon already has its own spirituality, even without the master's will, it can also judge the situation and actively find the best way to attack the enemy.
Some magic weapons are even more powerful than their owners.
Manager Zhao flew to Zhou Yuanming and wanted to snatch his magic weapon.
Zhou Yuanming seemed to have expected that Manager Zhao would try to stop him, and the demon meteorite had already left his hand and was flying towards Xu Zhenfeng.
The speed of this demon meteorite was much faster than his previous flying sword.
In just a blink of an eye, the demon flew in front of Xu Zhenfeng and chopped down on his head.
Xu Zhenfeng flashed out, and before he could stabilize his body, Yao Yun had already chased after him.
He chopped at the back of Xu Zhenfeng's head again.
When Manager Zhao saw that Xu Zhenfeng was in danger, he hurriedly said to Zhou Yuanming, “Yuanming, this Master Xu is a monster that even your uncle values.
He is the most valued genius of the Demon Mountain Wolf Clan. If you hurt him, even your Great Shu Imperial Family may not be able to protect you."
Zhou Yuanming looked at Xu Zhenfeng who was dodging the demon in all directions and said coldly:
"He is a genius from Monster Mountain, so I am not a genius from Xuantian Sect, am I? He is just a lowly monster, so if I kill him, then I kill him. What can Monster Mountain do about it?"
Here, Xu Zhenfeng flashed several times in succession and used Zhou Yuanming's own flying sword in his hand to block the monster.
Under the chopped sword of Yao Yun, this flying sword, which was not an ordinary magic weapon, broke into two pieces silently, like tofu being cut.
Xu Zhenfeng smashed the remaining half of the flying sword in his hand towards Yao Yun, and it broke into two pieces without any sound.
At the same time, Xu Zhenfeng flashed again, and when he appeared, he was already next to Zhou Yuanming.
Zhou Yuanming was also a high-level earth-rank cultivator. When he realized something was wrong, a short-bladed magic weapon appeared in his hand, and he stabbed Xu Zhenfeng in the chest as he just showed up.
Xu Zhenfeng was about to reach out to grab the short blade, but Zhao Zhangshi repelled the pursuing demon with one palm and shouted to Xu Zhenfeng urgently, "Don't touch the short blade."
At this critical moment, Xu Zhenfeng's palm avoided the short blade and grabbed Zhou Yuanming's arm.
Zhou Yuanming raised his arm and stabbed Xu Zhenfeng's palm with the short blade again.
Xu Zhenfeng roared angrily towards Zhou Yuanming's face.
The roar was like a thunderbolt, hitting Zhou Yuanming in the face. Zhou Yuanming felt as if his entire head was hit by a sledgehammer.
He felt a sharp pain in his forehead, a dizziness in his head, a black spot in his eyes, and his body was shaking.
Xu Zhenfeng took advantage of this opportunity, threw a punch, and the magic of the demon exploded instantly with all his strength.
Xu Zhenfeng's fist hit Zhou Yuanming's forearm holding the short blade, and his forearm bent inward strangely.
Then he folded the arm holding the short blade back onto his own arm.
Xu Zhenfeng broke his arm with one punch, and his other hand had already strangled Zhou Yuanming's neck.
Zhou Yuanming's mind was scattered by the shocking roar, and he finally came to his senses.
After Xu Zhenfeng strangled Zhou Yuanming's neck with one hand, he grabbed it with his other hand and directly tore Zhou Yuanming's broken arm off from his arm.
The broken arm fell to the ground, holding the short blade tightly.
At this moment, Zhou Yuanming's screams like a pig being slaughtered almost shook the entire Meishan City.